<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:05:43.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-6671505206911867636</id><published>2007-03-28T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T19:18:36.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HVCdyOw-pnU/RgpOX-iNrjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ffBvOgQhpkk/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_1824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046932506252521010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HVCdyOw-pnU/RgpOX-iNrjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ffBvOgQhpkk/s320/Copy+of+IMG_1824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHERRYN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for tolerating me and everything when you were my partner. I know I go crazy every few seconds and I have terrible moodswings. I also know that I sleep in class very often while you were busy copying down notes (so, lets see where that got us). Sorry if I tempted you to sleep. But its fun having you as a partner. And I love you hen duo hen duo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met Rachel after school and we went to the library to do the Geog project. I helped them a little, so they'd better credit me. But I was reading HerWorld most of the time. Oh, then they were supposed to print something and the paper was jammed and LiLian was so paranoid she kept saying she is worried.. for the photocopy machine. And Rachel and I was supposed to meet Shi Han and the Indian girls but they shopped so much, they had their lunch at 4pm and can only meet at 5pm so we didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I smsed Shi Han saying: I hate you man. Always like that one.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, something like that la. Then she called me and said: You PMS-ing is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh, Shi Han, I ain't PMS-ing cos the real thing is here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-6671505206911867636?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/6671505206911867636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=6671505206911867636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/6671505206911867636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/6671505206911867636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/met-rachel-after-school-and-we-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HVCdyOw-pnU/RgpOX-iNrjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ffBvOgQhpkk/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_1824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-5705442866942429780</id><published>2007-03-27T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:25:52.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To Rachel and Sheng Qi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Signs You Are Way Too Emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your chess set has all black squares and pieces.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even pandas think the rings around your eyes are a bit too dark.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marilyn Manson e-mails you to tell you to cheer up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When asked what car you'd like to drive, you say "A hearse".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have a fishnet umbrella.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At McDonald's, you always order the Unhappy Meal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get sunburn just from opening the fridge door.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People think you're that creepy girl who crawls out of TVs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you cut yourself, your blood is black.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The US wants invade you because of the amount of oil in your greasy hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Last Page&lt;br /&gt;8 Days Issue 858&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-5705442866942429780?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/5705442866942429780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=5705442866942429780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/5705442866942429780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/5705442866942429780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-rachel-and-sheng-qi-signs-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-7846598433309699598</id><published>2007-03-27T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:04:02.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohh, today was fun alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdays are &lt;u&gt;fast days&lt;/u&gt; cos there are only &lt;strong&gt;four subjects&lt;/strong&gt; which totally rock my freakingly high socks. And then during recess, found Shi Han with the Indian exchange students. The exchange students are really cool. They are the &lt;em&gt;rich&lt;/em&gt; ones, not stereotyping or anything. And their unifoms pretty cool and their skirts are &lt;u&gt;short&lt;/u&gt;. Shi Han told me there are gonna go to Tiong in the afternoon so I tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL took over assembly period and since 1S2 wanna do their PeaceHaven thing, the kind souls we are, we let them. And I left at 1.35pm. Called Shi Han and she was still at the foyer so I rushed there and Haslinda, Fangying, Shi Han, Yunwei and I went to Tiong with the exchange students. Took 3 cabs there. Oh, and we went to Kopitiam to eat and the exchange students want to eat Dim Sum. So Fangying paid. They were fighting to pay but Fangying won. Haha. Oh, so after lunch, they went to shop while Fangying and I went to meet Shi Han and Haslinda at Maccie cos Kopitiam doesn't have halal food. Yunwei went to Comic Connection. Then Yunwei met us and we sat for a while at Maccie. Shopped around and bought Sherryn's birthday present. That cow pillow! Omgosh, damn cute can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school at 3.30pm and met Rachel at the Foyer. So we went to the hall to look for Sherryn and passed her her present. Cos Shi Han wasn't there, we said its from the three of us and she asked which three. So we said "us and her". And Rachel hugged someone beside her, like an imaginery friend. And I said "This is Lily." "Say hi to Lily" Rachel said. And Sherryn said "Hi". Damn cute. Then we went to the foyer and Shi Han was still there so we accompanied her to wait for her parents. And we thought they will give us a ride to the bus stop. But her Dad drove the Merz but not the BMW, so we can't fit in. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-skating tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-7846598433309699598?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/7846598433309699598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=7846598433309699598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/7846598433309699598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/7846598433309699598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/ohh-today-was-fun-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-1973714126543727491</id><published>2007-03-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:55:46.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgosh, my Nokia 6288 is love. Absolute love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I was like arguing with Daddy cos he did not buy a new phone for me. My Samsung died and I was using Nokia 2100, which was my Grandmother's phone. Its a really basic phone which means there is no colour and all that shit and the only thing it does is call and also because there is Snake 2 which I think is better than Snake 3. Yep, so he was like scolding me, saying I do not know how to cherish stuff etc, and I teared. And when I woke up the next day, he said he is bringing me to Chinatown, the M1 shop. And I was happy of cos. Yep, so we went there and I bought my Nokia6288 for $0 cos Daddy's plan is the Ultimate Plan and he can buy the phone for $0 instead of $168 + 2-yr plan. Actually, I used his line to upgrade the phone. Then Daddy's boss want him to get a new phone. So he decided on Samsung E900. So we went to Suntec and we looked at the phone. It has the functions of the Chocolate phone. But we walked around somemore and there was this shop that sells Samsung D900, which is a newer phone. 3.0 megapixel camera and its really slim. And there is also a free bluetooth. All that for $440. So he bought the D700. And his M1 points can be exchanged for a Samsung phone with an addition of eight dollars. So we bought that Samsung one for Hongwei. Phone-changing day was fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alcina bought me one Madeleine and a Mars Bar today. I love the rain today. I love the smell, the feeling, the temperature, everything. And 200+ pupils were late cos there was a massive jam at Tanglin, which I thought was pretty cool. And Madeleine taste quite nice altho its only butter and Shi Han's Dad sent me home. Coolios. Oh, and we had SPA today. Which sucks. Cos I spilled a little liquid on my paper. Luckily its only Ethanol. I don't want my paper bursting into flames, but that is pretty cool as well. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-1973714126543727491?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/1973714126543727491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=1973714126543727491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/1973714126543727491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/1973714126543727491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/omgosh-my-nokia-6288-is-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-7460441945137736210</id><published>2007-03-23T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T22:47:48.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was damn fun. Haha. Although lessons were kinda draggy, it passed by quite quickly. Oh, and we freaking queued for 30 minutes for Rotiprata. Thank you, queue-cutters. So we gorged it all down and rushed back to class. I was on time. Well, 5 minutes late is okay what, you try la! Oh, and for Lit, we did nothing but &lt;u&gt;henna&lt;/u&gt;, oh thats the new &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;. Cos its freaking fun just doodling nonsense on your body. Its like &lt;em&gt;painless tattoo&lt;/em&gt;. Which is just the same fun, and you don't have to have a scar even if you regret whatevers there. Went back for A-Math and Mr Lee gave us a "pep talk". I fell damn guilty you know. Like I failed A-Math and yet not work hard and not hand in my homework. He is really a nice guy and I feel damn mean. After that, I chiong to find Alcina and she wasn't in class. So I just sat there for like 20minutes and decided to go find her at the canteen. I saw Ms Lin entering Spare Room2 and I felt damn guilty for ponning E-Math remedial. I shan't do it again cos Ms Lin is the &lt;u&gt;bestest&lt;/u&gt; E-Math teacher someone who apparantly foresaken that hell of a subject can get. And lo and behold, Alcina was at the canteen. Specifically, the seesaw near the canteen. And they were trying to balance their weight on the see-saw. Just pisses me off. Cos she totally &lt;strong&gt;pangseh&lt;/strong&gt; me. So I gave her my piece of mind and was angry at her from the seesaw to her class and I totally &lt;u&gt;ignored &lt;/u&gt;her. Oh, after that, I felt okay cos I forgive people easily, cos I am nice. And I realised I am &lt;em&gt;PMS-ing&lt;/em&gt;. I have terrible moodswings so paiseh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Redhill MRT and we went to Tanah Merah to take MRT to Changi. I've never taken MRT to Changi before cos ahem, we always take cab. Rachel said there are at Teminal 2, at CAAS. So we headed there. And the three of them (Rachel, LiLian, Jesselyn), were coolios 8D. They wore the school blazer while all the other schools just wore their school uniform and also their poster is the only one that is &lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt; and it is huge. They have to go for a tour to the Meteorological (sp?) tower so Alcina and I just lingered around the airport. We found the viewing hall and its kinda cool looking at the airplanes taking off. Well, the three of them took really long and took longer to change out of their &lt;u&gt;suits&lt;/u&gt;. Jesselyn and LiLian went to Macs for a drink while the rest of us went to search for &lt;em&gt;satay&lt;/em&gt;. We walked to and fro and finally decided to ask the staff of Mini-Bits and Watsons. It was at the other end of the terminal you know. And its in the &lt;u&gt;Staff Canteen&lt;/u&gt;. So we walked and found our way there. But the satays were sold out. So we just bought other food. Alcina had her Gado-gado. I have beef kway teow and Rachel had sweet-and-sour fish with rice. I bought a packet of fish crackers and its damn shiok la. Talk and munch on it. Alcina was talking about J and M. So Rachel said: The chance of you dating M is as much as you dating J. So she thought its a compliment or something. And thats when the killer came. Rachel and I both said at the same time: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Zero&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Coolios 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the Staff Canteen and Rachel wanted to go to the toilet so we tried on the blazer. Rachel left her wallet on top of her bag and asked us to take care you know. But we were busy cam-whoring. So she came out and asked us if anybody came to steal and obviously its a no. And we bullied Alcina.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Will you run after that person if my wallet is stolen?&lt;br /&gt;Alcina: Of course la! Got money leh!&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: So you will run as fast as when whats left of your boob is being taken away?&lt;br /&gt;Alcina: Nevermind, I can take from Beatrice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we determined that Alcina's boobs are concaved and Rachel made up a story which was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Alcina went to Cambodia and there was a drought. So it suddenly rained and&lt;br /&gt;Alcina's boobs collected water. And they were so desperated, they drank from&lt;br /&gt;her boobs. Like cups! useful right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-7460441945137736210?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/7460441945137736210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=7460441945137736210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/7460441945137736210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/7460441945137736210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-damn-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-7466179502926501250</id><published>2007-03-22T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T18:01:00.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044686350823931634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HVCdyOw-pnU/RgJTghgfPvI/AAAAAAAAACI/5UmkMPOA1to/s320/IMG_1440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks for putting up with all my crap for all fourteen years of my life. I love you. Although I never said that out loud to you before. You are the best Mum a girl can ever get! &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-7466179502926501250?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/7466179502926501250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=7466179502926501250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/7466179502926501250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/7466179502926501250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-mummy-thanks-for-putting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HVCdyOw-pnU/RgJTghgfPvI/AAAAAAAAACI/5UmkMPOA1to/s72-c/IMG_1440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-8186800803933326727</id><published>2007-03-21T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:37:56.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ALCINA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been wanting to post that up since forever but my short-term memory got the better of me.. again. Oh and, I hope you like the ear rings and bangle I got you and although I forgot your birthday when I was in Thailand and have to have you remind me, I still love you hen duo hen duo. Although its been almost three years of misery since I known you. I am contradicting myself but I think you get what I mean. Oh, and live it up for fifteen years of your life. And fifteen years of being a big baby. Act your age, dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044293936841965282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HVCdyOw-pnU/RgDunBgfPuI/AAAAAAAAACA/Jf81-EcvPQA/s320/IMG_2034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Patriotic, aren't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-8186800803933326727?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/8186800803933326727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=8186800803933326727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/8186800803933326727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/8186800803933326727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-belated-birthday-alcina-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HVCdyOw-pnU/RgDunBgfPuI/AAAAAAAAACA/Jf81-EcvPQA/s72-c/IMG_2034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-1328200802119230702</id><published>2007-03-15T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:22:49.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holiday&lt;/strong&gt; - A time or period of exemption from any requirement, duty, assessment, etc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why must we do all that shit during this period of time? First three days there are enrichment courses, although I am on a holiday, but thats beside the point. The massive ton of homework is.. well.. massive. Theres so much, its difficult to even comprehend, so lets not get to doing them. It sucks when you are in Combined, cos you have to do one more subject. And the worst thing is, there is no time at all. Between school and sleep and personal recreation which is what you are &lt;u&gt;supposed&lt;/u&gt; to do during the holidays, there is still that stack of homework at home. And this is why Crescent sucks. Who gives homework during the December holidays?! Its the only time when we can relax. Well, at lease the teachers get to. They only start to mark when we submit the homework, and that is after the holidays. So the teachers should stop freaking complain cos its their job and they chose to do it. Its us that contribute to their pay after all. And why is it that they get leaves + holidays and we only have holidays in which we &lt;u&gt;are not exempted from any requirement or duties or assessments&lt;/u&gt;? They should freaking look up the dictionary.&lt;strong&gt; And that is why so many people failed English. Cos even the teachers don't understand what a holiday mean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-1328200802119230702?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/1328200802119230702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=1328200802119230702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/1328200802119230702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/1328200802119230702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/holiday-time-or-period-of-exemption.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-7523839032625042706</id><published>2007-03-11T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T11:00:02.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Partying in Thailand while you folks are stuck in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Thai Thai Baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-7523839032625042706?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/7523839032625042706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=7523839032625042706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/7523839032625042706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/7523839032625042706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/partying-in-thailand-while-you-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-5577457864624857744</id><published>2007-03-10T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T14:09:26.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY NEW GLASSES DAMN CHIO WORRZXZX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-5577457864624857744?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/5577457864624857744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=5577457864624857744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/5577457864624857744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/5577457864624857744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-new-glasses-damn-chio-worrzxzx.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-5445201531616584514</id><published>2007-03-07T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T18:28:24.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall reveal my marks cos I don't know if my L1R5 I calculated myself. And by putting it here, I am able to pressurise myself and also warn myself to study. So close this window if you aren't interested cos the results are.. horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English - &lt;/strong&gt;14/25 = 56% = &lt;u&gt;C5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Higher Chinese - &lt;/strong&gt;55/100 = &lt;u&gt;C5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Combined Science -&lt;/strong&gt; ( Chemistry - 27/40 = 67.5% = B3 + Physics - 22/40 = 55% = C5) / 2 = 61.25% = &lt;u&gt;B4&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biology -&lt;/strong&gt; 24/50 = 48% = &lt;u&gt;D7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Combined Humanities -&lt;/strong&gt; (Geography - 17/25 = 68% = B3 + Social Studies - 4/25 = 16% = F9) /2 = 42% = &lt;u&gt;E8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A-Math -&lt;/strong&gt; 18/40 = 45% = &lt;u&gt;D7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E-Math -&lt;/strong&gt; 28/40 = 70% = &lt;u&gt;A2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Literature -&lt;/strong&gt; 13/25 = 52% = &lt;u&gt;C6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L1R5 - &lt;/strong&gt;English (C5) + E-Math (A2) + Combined Science (B4) + Higher Chinese (C5) + Literature (C6) + Biology (D7) = 29&lt;u&gt; points&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-5445201531616584514?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/5445201531616584514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=5445201531616584514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/5445201531616584514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/5445201531616584514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-shall-reveal-my-marks-cos-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117309890380536920</id><published>2007-03-05T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T20:48:23.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE MARK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I will pass Biology. Only one person in class passed anyway and Mummy asked me to beg the teacher and ask the teacher to give me a sympathy mark. Yea, like wth. And with one more mark, I will have distinction for my Chemistry and Geography. But I am quite contented with what I have now, except for Bio, which is totally heart-wrenching. I don't want to recieve my Physics and Lit paper and also SS cos I do know its screwed and I am not ready to face that horrendous result. Which is really really really bad cos inconfidence feels as if I am hopeless and useless and all that stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117309890380536920?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117309890380536920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117309890380536920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117309890380536920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117309890380536920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-mark-and-i-will-pass-biology.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117284838486415000</id><published>2007-03-02T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T23:45:50.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shi Han will be noticed on the streets this couple of days cos her big face is plastered on Xiaxue's blog. And by big, I mean big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/1600/170037/DSC01714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/320/305199/DSC01714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/1600/597160/DSC01676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/320/123510/DSC01676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told her I want kope the pictures and post it up but I did cos I am an asshole like that. And that person beside her is "Qingqing", who is F****'s sister. Cos I just want to be proud that I know who she is and not tell you all. I am easily contented, moi dears. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: She threatened to kill me and sue me if I don't do that black tape thingy but I think she looks really stupid after that is done to her. But at least my life is saved and all of you are happy. I am an egoistic asshole like that, and you love me for it. :D )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117284838486415000?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117284838486415000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117284838486415000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117284838486415000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117284838486415000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/03/shi-han-will-be-noticed-on-streets.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117258465380669981</id><published>2007-02-27T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:57:33.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know how its like - tedious mugging for CTs and then a sudden halt. Its like I'm feeling effing bored now and my eyes will get all swollen tomorrow for prolong hours of staring at the computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy sent me to school today and I was half awake when I reached the classroom. And then did some calculations for Math and Physics and stoned at the textbook. Basically, I'm in no mood to study at all. And then assembly which is boring. Headed back to the classroom and had E-math CT, which I found it reasonably okay except for some absurd questions which are totally out-of-the-world. And for the graph question, when they asked for 'x', I put in two random numbers cos I didn't know that if the curve didn't touch the x-axis, it means that x is undefined. And Mrs Gek who is invigilating our class didn't remind us that there is 5 more minutes and at 8.54am, she just suddenly asked us to put down our pens and some people were shocked, but I was already dozing off so thats okay. Had recess next but stayed back to study Physics for a while. And then Kelly showed us this condom still in its package and we asked her to open it. So she did and it has this liquid inside, which is lubricant, according to her. And she went to fill it up with water and its super huge. And she almost burst it in front of me, which is super disgusting. So I ran from the Study Pavillion into the Classroom, which is 1m away. And then there was Physics CT and I don't know how to convert the graphs so I just crapped out and my graph is really wierd. And they Self-study session next but I went to have recess with Shi Han, Yunyi and Rachel. And then we had English, which we did practically nothing at all, but we had our new vice-chair (or class-table) and she is &lt;u&gt;HAZWANI&lt;/u&gt;. Went up for Math and we begged Ms Lin not to let us have more Math and she is uber nice so she agreed and we just slacked. And then Class Interaction was spent writing journal which is boring and we did this Bio questionnaire and I think I missed out one question, so from don't know what number onwards, my answers are for the questions below. But I don't care, since its not important or whatsoever. After that, went up to G1 to find Yunyi and people and we played Bingo. Rushed to the hall at 2.30 and listened to the O-level briefing and its super expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Alcina and Sophie and the three of us plus Leyi went to Town. Went to Sakae Sushi for lunch and we spent around 50 bucks there. Alcina and I ate 2 Chawanmushi, 1 fried tofu and 11 plates of sushi. Super contented. I am going there to have the buffet next time. And then Lynn came and she rushed back home cos of some problem so we head to Borders and Shengqi went to buy a book that she has interest in. &lt;strong&gt;AND THE NEW SHOPAHOLIC BOOK IS OUT: &lt;u&gt;SHOPAHOLIC AND BABY&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;And I accompanied Shengqi to the counter so whilst I was looking at the Borders bag, Shengqi was like: Looks like they're being hit on. And my head immediately protrude out. That guy looks kinda ugly. Okay, so we got nearer and don't know why that guy asked to talk to Alcina alone. And so I asked Sophie what did the guy do and she said that guy said that he have a girlfriend who got drunk and made out with another guy and every fortnight, she will be drunk and make out with her girlfriends. So he asked for a female's opinion. Which is totally stupid cos his story sounded too dramatic and kinda fake. And then when that guy left, I asked Alcina what he said and she said that he told her Leyi looks like his friend's ex and asked if he is called Kate. And I heard him ask Alcina her name. And she said her real name; can't she say some fake name like Mary or something?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117258465380669981?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117258465380669981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117258465380669981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117258465380669981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117258465380669981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-know-how-its-like-tedious-mugging.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117248050632943926</id><published>2007-02-26T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T17:01:46.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; joy tomorrow since its the end of Common Test tomorrow. And it sucks to be in combined cos you take more papers than those people in Double but its great that we have a simpler paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Biology today was okay but A-Math was the &lt;u&gt;horror&lt;/u&gt;. Its like I don't know how to do the questions from 5 onwards or something and at the last minute I finally know how to do Question 6 and I'm feeling sorry for the teacher for having to read my horrible scribbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology was okay but I hate cells and all that osmosis/diffusion shit cos its not going to help me in life in any way &lt;u&gt;at all&lt;/u&gt;. And I memorised the definition of enzymes but that didn't come out. Like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Enzymes are biological catalysts which speeds up biological reactions, without themselves being changed at the end of the reaction. Enzymes can therefore be reused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enzymes are also potent as a small amount is able to catalyst reactions. Enzymes are specific due to the unique confirmation of their active sites which only allows a specific substrate to bind to it. Enzymes work best at its optimum temperatue and pH.&lt;/blockquote&gt;And I wrote that without looking at the worksheet; but it didn't come out anyway. My eyelids were super heavy during the paper and at times, my head just dropped and I felt super paiseh. And when I reached home, I slept for 2 hours. Thats the bliss man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117248050632943926?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117248050632943926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117248050632943926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117248050632943926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117248050632943926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-joy-tomorrow-since-its-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117239021928727187</id><published>2007-02-25T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:56:59.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img245.imageshack.us/img245/1226/untitledwl5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/2685/untitledcc2.png" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117239021928727187?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117239021928727187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117239021928727187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117239021928727187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117239021928727187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117223368548629826</id><published>2007-02-23T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T20:28:05.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WEAR CROCS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIFE ROCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117223368548629826?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117223368548629826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117223368548629826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117223368548629826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117223368548629826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/wear-crocs.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117181313513403844</id><published>2007-02-18T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:38:55.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CNY is so fun but its really sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mama's house today. And there was nobody before 2pm so I was like lying on the floor. Then someone came and I have to carry the pillow and run into the room. But I went out after that. I hate entertaining to guests so I was like standing at the edge of the living room. Then more and more people came and its like damn paiseh cos I was just standing there. And then at around 5pm Chinghan came and we went to visit others which was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate and ate and ate. Steamboat was really nice. I love the soup damn alot. And the pineapple tarts and pistachios and love letters and cookies and that spring roll thingy. Oh so sinful. Binge and binge and binge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeline Ng said obesity can be malnuitrition (sp?).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117181313513403844?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117181313513403844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117181313513403844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117181313513403844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117181313513403844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-is-so-fun-but-its-really-sinful.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117163060626400439</id><published>2007-02-16T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:56:46.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling damn mean now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There can't possibly be a stronger feeling than what I'm feeling for you. If this isn't love, if this isn't the love that countless songs and poems were written for, that people have lived for, that people have died for, then I don't think there is such a thing. And that doesn't matter. Whether what I feel is love, or something nameless, it's all for you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117163060626400439?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117163060626400439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117163060626400439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117163060626400439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117163060626400439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-feeling-damn-mean-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117144785761092104</id><published>2007-02-14T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T18:10:57.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crap.&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up HCL and Lit. The only thing I have a little confidence in is English but the Vocab was really difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Really saddening when you know you didn't do well and you can't do much except just to wallow in self-pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you said you will hold my hand to the end of the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117144785761092104?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117144785761092104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117144785761092104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117144785761092104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117144785761092104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117112929379219875</id><published>2007-02-11T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:41:33.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Cloud Nine</title><content type='html'>Went to Luo Zhi Xiang(LZX) aka Beatrice's husband autograph session today. Went with Alcina and I saw my friend a little in front of the queue, so we went to cut queue. The queue moved damn slowly lah. And at 4.30pm, we were finally at the last stretch, cos those in front went to the third floor already. And then LZX's car went pass and he peeked out of the curtain to wave at his fans. Damn cool man and some people chased after him. And then at around 5.30pm, this security guard came to say that the third floor already has like a thousand people and we might not get his autograph but we can try and we don't have to queue up anymore. So this hard-core fans chiong to the third floor. Luckily I was quite in front, so we just brisked walk there. And the the other fans came and they have to stop the escalator cos there was so many people and its quite dangerous. So we were packed like sardines I tell you. Its like the people behind are pushing me forward and I was so close to the person in front of me, her hair was blinding me and I can smell her shampoo. So you can just lean on anyone. And then that golden hair guy who was incharge asked us to move back a little so he can open the door. And when we did move back, he didn't open the door and he asked us to queue up. So I went to queue up but Alcina was stuck in front. The queue didn't move at all and everyone was getting restless. Alcina got in already and I was like $$@@* cos its kinda unfair. But she waited for me inside. And then I got in finally and its like damn nice! We queued that curvy line and took lotsa photos of LZX. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 224px" height="218" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/3162/img2271vu6.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Damn long queue lah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img height="210" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/1640/img2274da9.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was all packed it was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img height="271" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/2858/img2285ov6.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Random&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 262px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="263" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/1307/img2288cd2.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This would turn out really nice if its not grainy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="255" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/9976/img2292cz0.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love this picture man. Taken by me! Its his "background", as in the banner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img106.imageshack.us/img106/8500/img2294tw4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The host.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Following pictures will just be pictures of my love. (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 236px" height="245" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img240.imageshack.us/img240/5079/img2297kp1.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img height="253" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img240.imageshack.us/img240/791/img2301yi4.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img height="281" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img106.imageshack.us/img106/4066/img2302qm5.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/5164/img2300vj9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img height="305" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/2386/img2303ae5.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img height="301" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/9428/img2305gf6.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUO ZHI XIANG IS THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117112929379219875?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117112929379219875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117112929379219875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117112929379219875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117112929379219875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-cloud-nine.html' title='On Cloud Nine'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117084857864513572</id><published>2007-02-07T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:42:58.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Record Low</title><content type='html'>I think I suck. I failed all the class tests except for Elective Geog which I just managed to scrape through and also E-Math retest. Yes, I can say that the class did really bad as well. Biology was the worst. I think I scored a record low. But the thing is that I don't understand that graph and only &lt;u&gt;one person&lt;/u&gt; managed to pass. And only 6 people passed the A-Math test. But its kinda saddening when the person who passed isn't you. And I know I studied. Its like you put in so much effort and don't even get anything back. Thats reality. It just smack right at you and if you are strong, you survive, if not, you fall. And to me, failing a test when you did study is falling. Maybe because I didn't study hard enough. And we were discussing. Who wants to know what is inside a freaking tiny cell when it is already in the right position and is doing the thing it ought to do?! Well, at least I am trying. Trying to cope with all these and also learning how to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Mummy is coming back from Bangkok today. She will be home in a couple of hours and thats good. I can really communicate with my mum you know. Like we can talk for damn long and I think she is really nice and give great opinions and comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because there is Physics and Chinese test tomorrow, I should end it off here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117084857864513572?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117084857864513572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117084857864513572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117084857864513572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117084857864513572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/record-low_07.html' title='Record Low'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117084857822150518</id><published>2007-02-07T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:42:58.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Record Low</title><content type='html'>I think I suck. I failed all the class tests except for Elective Geog which I just managed to scrape through and also E-Math retest. Yes, I can say that the class did really bad as well. Biology was the worst. I think I scored a record low. But the thing is that I don't understand that graph and only &lt;u&gt;one person&lt;/u&gt; managed to pass. And only 6 people passed the A-Math test. But its kinda saddening when the person who passed isn't you. And I know I studied. Its like you put in so much effort and don't even get anything back. Thats reality. It just smack right at you and if you are strong, you survive, if not, you fall. And to me, failing a test when you did study is falling. Maybe because I didn't study hard enough. And we were discussing. Who wants to know what is inside a freaking tiny cell when it is already in the right position and is doing the thing it ought to do?! Well, at least I am trying. Trying to cope with all these and also learning how to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Mummy is coming back from Bangkok today. She will be home in a couple of hours and thats good. I can really communicate with my mum you know. Like we can talk for damn long and I think she is really nice and give great opinions and comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because there is Physics and Chinese test tomorrow, I should end it off here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117084857822150518?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117084857822150518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117084857822150518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117084857822150518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117084857822150518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/record-low.html' title='Record Low'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117052543568671425</id><published>2007-02-04T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:57:15.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoilt For Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="258" src="http://img482.imageshack.us/img482/1903/sonyericssonz610igroupqm6.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easy on the eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;While this sleek clamshell is clearly an eye-catcher, a hidden mirror effect makes the external display visible only when the Z610i is lit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picture this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the clarity of a 2.0 megapixel camera, the Z610i comes pre-set for picture-to-Web placement with just a few clicks of the navigation key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work and play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass the time by listening to your favorite music as you make online reservations, answer emails, or simply browse the Web at a speedy connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 257px; HEIGHT: 226px" height="257" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img482.imageshack.us/img482/2518/nokia6288jd3.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want mobile TV that looks just as good as it does at home? Grab the Nokia 6288, with a fantastic big 2" screen for catching all your favourite shows on the go. On top of that, the 2 megapixel 8x zoom camera takes pictures good enough to frame. Want to see it as well as say it? Talk face-to-face with video calling. There's also BluetoothTM to transfer your pics and music to and from your PC. Your music tracks will sound great with the Stereo BluetoothTM and you can even share your pics via email and MMS direct from your handset. This mobile really has it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 megapixel camera with 8x digital zoom, LED flash &amp; camera activation slide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FREE 64MB mini SD memory card &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stereo built-in FM Radio &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BluetoothTM &amp;amp; USB connectivity &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 Sync &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Video Calling &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Integrated VGA camera &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modem to access the internet via your laptop &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3MB internal memory &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Image &amp; video editor &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nokia XpressPrint solution &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stereo digital music player &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stereo BluetoothTM compatible &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Email - a 3 email address &amp;amp; access external (POP3) email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117052543568671425?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117052543568671425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117052543568671425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117052543568671425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117052543568671425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/spoilt-for-choice.html' title='Spoilt For Choice'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117043086772012057</id><published>2007-02-02T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T23:55:56.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Like That</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in 20000years. This few days are pretty much the same. Everyday is packed with tests/mock exams/time trials. Any amount of time left will be wasted on the internet and all the other useless stuff instead of studying. And I'm feeling really guilty. And the fact that I sometimes surf the net/fall asleep during lessons just make me feel really bad. I think having stress is good. Having stress means having no time to pig-out. I am beginning to be the next _______. And I lost 2kg. Must try to lose weight now cos CNY is just round the corner and I love pineapple tarts and all those nice food waipo will cook and steamboat is just so sinful. Everyday in class I will be moaning and wishing that CNY comes soon cos I will have a break and all and some people will ask if I'm okay cos I look so stress. Stress is right. Must learn how to work under pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CWO today sucks. Cos apparantly my group is assigned to clean the freaking hugnomous canteen. And there is one hour. So I just wiped the tables and all and there is &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; to wipe after 45min so I clean the leaves. It was so boring okay. And I was so damn hungry and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when they say we should enjoy our Sec 2 years, will they are correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are they?&lt;br /&gt;Like how we always say they. Who are the they? &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1976/1193/320/48991.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117043086772012057?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117043086772012057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117043086772012057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117043086772012057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117043086772012057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/02/lifes-like-that.html' title='Life&apos;s Like That'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-117007854052022315</id><published>2007-01-29T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:49:00.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="164" src="http://img336.imageshack.us/img336/9310/03400009wm7.jpg" width="134" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img336.imageshack.us/img336/4154/201782044563610xs2.th.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She passed away due to a car accident. And she is only 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-117007854052022315?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/117007854052022315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=117007854052022315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117007854052022315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/117007854052022315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest In Peace'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116991608464627336</id><published>2007-01-28T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T00:41:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Your Name Says Who You Are?</title><content type='html'>B Likes people&lt;br /&gt;E A good kisser&lt;br /&gt;A Likes to Drink&lt;br /&gt;T Loyal to those you love&lt;br /&gt;R F*uckin crazy&lt;br /&gt;I Loyal to those you love&lt;br /&gt;C Is wild and crazy&lt;br /&gt;E A good kisser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S Easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;I Loyal to those you love&lt;br /&gt;M Makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C Is wild and crazy&lt;br /&gt;H Have a very good personality and looks&lt;br /&gt;E A good kisser&lt;br /&gt;N Dead sexy&lt;br /&gt;G Never let people tell you waht to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D Has one of the best personailites ever&lt;br /&gt;I Loyal to those you love&lt;br /&gt;A Likes to drink&lt;br /&gt;N Dead sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEY:&lt;br /&gt;A: likes to drink&lt;br /&gt;B: Likes people&lt;br /&gt;C: is wild and crazy&lt;br /&gt;D: Has one of the best personalities ever.&lt;br /&gt;E: A good kisser&lt;br /&gt;F: People adore you&lt;br /&gt;G: never let people tell you what to do&lt;br /&gt;H: Have a very good personality and looks.&lt;br /&gt;I: Loyal to those you love&lt;br /&gt;J: Lives life for fun.&lt;br /&gt;K: Really silly.&lt;br /&gt;L: Loved by everyone&lt;br /&gt;M: Makes dating fun&lt;br /&gt;N: dead sexy&lt;br /&gt;O: Best in bed.&lt;br /&gt;P: Popular with all types of people.&lt;br /&gt;Q: A hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;R: F*ckin crazy&lt;br /&gt;S: Easy to fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;T: Loyal to those you love.&lt;br /&gt;U: Really like to chill.&lt;br /&gt;V: Not judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;W: Very broad minded.&lt;br /&gt;X: Never let people tell you what todo.&lt;br /&gt;Y: One of the best damn bf/gf anyone could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;Z: Always ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/1367/rawrsj0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Damn cute right?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116991608464627336?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116991608464627336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116991608464627336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116991608464627336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116991608464627336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/does-your-name-says-who-you-are.html' title='Does Your Name Says Who You Are?'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116980339843242579</id><published>2007-01-26T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T17:23:18.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God Its Friday</title><content type='html'>Its finally Friday. Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am not going to Sarawak, but going to Thailand instead.&lt;br /&gt;I think its still okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nazeera kissed me on the cheek today. OMFG. I totally freaked out. This proves that I am &lt;u&gt;straight&lt;/u&gt;. Straight until cannot straight ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my post today is really random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="65" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/320/344260/san6.gif" width="65" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Omg, damn emo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116980339843242579?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116980339843242579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116980339843242579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116980339843242579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116980339843242579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/thank-god-its-friday.html' title='Thank God Its Friday'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116964673960292526</id><published>2007-01-24T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:52:19.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes its Better Not Knowing Anything</title><content type='html'>Crap.&lt;br /&gt;Had Lit test just now and the first question made my brain go all wierd. They ask us to talk about Uma and her mother's attitude towards marriage and how it shows in their character. And I only wrote about the first part. I completely missed out on the second part okay. Lets just hope I past. I think the second question was much easier. The question was asking about how I felt for Uma in the passage. Something like that. I wrote anger, sympathy and sadness. I hope its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Miss Pham asked if I wanna go Sarawak with the Sec 2s. And I asked Alcina and Brenda. Both said they most possibly can go. My mum thinks its really expensive and I don't even know if I can go yet. I really wanna go okay. I don't think I have any other chance to go overseas other than this Sarawak one. Its a tad bit costly. $770 for 5D5N. But that sum includes aiport taxes, air tickets, fuel surcharges, tips, admission fees, food and hostel. And we will be staying in a hotel and a resort. And the food we will be having will all be in the restaurants and hotels. Also, we will be doing CIP and also learn about Geography through the natural environment there. The only thing is that why can't we pay through our EduSave. What is the EduSave used for if its only used to deduct like small amounts of money for our Heritage Tour or something like that. Its kinda redundant actually. I think they should use the EduSave to subsidise a certain percentage. Say maybe 20% or something. At least it'll be better this way what.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really hope Mummy will allow me to go and just fork out that $770. How I wish I was rich. That will make life easier. Much much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/1600/478643/7028542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/320/940913/7028542.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116964673960292526?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116964673960292526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116964673960292526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116964673960292526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116964673960292526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/sometimes-its-better-not-knowing.html' title='Sometimes its Better Not Knowing Anything'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116956264196620114</id><published>2007-01-23T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:30:41.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Life</title><content type='html'>S3 is starting to grow on me but I still prefer C3. Maybe because we were more bonded and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to pass all my exams for mids. Its my short-term goal. It requires me to be really devoted to studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that solemn matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had two tests straight today. Four Math periods in a row today. And Eileen Lin told us that there will be Math remedial for the [u]whole class[/u] on Fridays from 16.15-17.15. Bye bye life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img248.imageshack.us/img248/6535/oops6hs.png" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kinky one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116956264196620114?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116956264196620114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116956264196620114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116956264196620114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116956264196620114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/bye-bye-life.html' title='Bye Bye Life'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116935985887064143</id><published>2007-01-21T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T14:10:58.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden Liking for That Thing You Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/uqKMjon8xN/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/uqKMjon8xN/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing E-Math homework just now and I think I kinda like Indices. Its quite fun actually. But it can be quite confusing and complicating. Sudden liking for Math. Its kinda wierd for me to say this since I've been wanting to murder Math since 20000 years ago. &lt;s&gt;And I got A* for Math for PSLE&lt;/s&gt; That student potential paper said it is within my potential to get A1 for Math for 'O' Levels and my average is an A2, 74.5. Unbelieveable right?! Well, I have two years to make this "dream" a reality. If Lee Bee Yann thinks I have potential, maybe I really do have potential. ((: Must be positive what! SS Mock Test is on Tuesday and Bird Nest Head haven't taught us how to write essays. VAMI is so not my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this post is kinda inspirational (for me at least),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/7164/8982kb.gif" border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116935985887064143?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116935985887064143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116935985887064143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116935985887064143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116935985887064143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/sudden-liking-for-that-thing-you-do.html' title='Sudden Liking for That Thing You Do'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116930747438096536</id><published>2007-01-20T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:37:54.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember This Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/1600/710421/fewher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/320/904421/fewher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think this is really sweet and romantic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116930747438096536?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116930747438096536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116930747438096536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116930747438096536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116930747438096536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/remember-this-moment.html' title='Remember This Moment'/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116927347410809377</id><published>2007-01-20T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T15:19:09.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Gk76AiE9IL/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Gk76AiE9IL/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand to fly &lt;br /&gt;I'm not that naïve &lt;br /&gt;I'm just out to find &lt;br /&gt;The better part of me &lt;br /&gt;I'm more than a bird &lt;br /&gt;I'm more than a plane &lt;br /&gt;I'm more than some pretty face beside a train &lt;br /&gt;And it’s not easy to be me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could cry &lt;br /&gt;Fall upon my knees &lt;br /&gt;Find a way to lie &lt;br /&gt;About a home I'll never see &lt;br /&gt;It may sound absurd &lt;br /&gt;But don't be naïve &lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to bleed &lt;br /&gt;I may be disturbed &lt;br /&gt;But won't you concede &lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to dream &lt;br /&gt;And it's not easy to be me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, up and away, away from me &lt;br /&gt;Well it's alright &lt;br /&gt;You can all sleep sound tonight &lt;br /&gt;I’m not crazy or anything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand to fly &lt;br /&gt;I'm not that naïve &lt;br /&gt;Men weren’t meant to ride &lt;br /&gt;With clouds between their knees &lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man &lt;br /&gt;In a silly red sheet &lt;br /&gt;Digging for kryptonite on this one-way street &lt;br /&gt;Only a man &lt;br /&gt;In a phony red sheet &lt;br /&gt;Looking for special things inside of me &lt;br /&gt;Inside of me &lt;br /&gt;Inside of me &lt;br /&gt;Inside of me &lt;br /&gt;Inside of me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man &lt;br /&gt;In a phony red sheet &lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man looking for a dream &lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man &lt;br /&gt;In a phony red sheet &lt;br /&gt;And it's not easy &lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to be me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116927347410809377?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116921159114881414</id><published>2007-01-19T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T20:59:51.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I own a large collection of icons, I've decided to post and icon the day I post. E.g. Monday I post twice, I will only post one icon. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;Yay! First icon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/1600/411642/giveadamn.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1976/1193/320/900324/giveadamn.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116921159114881414?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116921159114881414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116921159114881414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116921159114881414'/><link rel='self' 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great buckets of tears)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116918716664084436?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116918716664084436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116918716664084436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116918716664084436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116918716664084436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116913102822688591</id><published>2007-01-18T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:10:50.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN'T FIND MY &lt;u&gt;STYLUS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116913102822688591?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116913102822688591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>This song was out to all the special people in my heart and that one person that matters the most, you know who you are. Doesn't matter that now, doesn't matter later, all I gotta do is to make that call. Turn around, there you are. This song's to you from the bottom of my heart. I wanna say one thing. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116904215893344388?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116904215893344388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116904215893344388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116904215893344388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116904215893344388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-song-was-out-to-all-special.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116918658093702726</id><published>2007-01-17T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T14:03:00.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was tiring and fun at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;First thing I did when I got to school was to sweep the classroom. Trust me, the classroom had like twenty thousand ants in it. I think its like a miracle seeing me sweep since I don't even sweep the floor even if I am on duty when I was in 2C3. Sorry Li Lian! And when Mayvin came, she gave me sweet and I asked her if she felt cleaner. So she said she did and in the past she felt dirtier. Amanda and I gave her wierd looks. Haha. Brenda said the classroom is cleaner by like 1%. What the hell. Okay, she said its a compliment. Haha. Went to the hall for Morning Assembly and its about LEAPS. I think its impossible for me to get at least 20 points. I have only 12 points now, I think. 8 more points. Omg. Then went back to class for SS. I think SS is kinda fun. Tham CP's hair looks like a bird nest. But I think he is kinda knowledgeable. Its like whenever he elaborates on a point, its usually not in the textbook or on the powerpoint slides so I think its important to listen to him and listening to him and jotting down notes means learning more and not falling asleep so easily. Advantages of studies, eh. Tan Yew Hock came in next. What the hell. He said our timetable was changed and A-Math and English periods were switched on Tuesdays. Which means after recess on Tuesdays, there will be four periods straight of Math. Anyway, he returned us the Florence Nightingale summary and I had 18/25 which is an improvement! Mr Tan then told us there will be a mock exam after school and he recieved several protests and raw eggs (that is if we have them on our hands). Hello, how can we not know there will be a mock exam?! Anyway, we had summary test. Its about machines and it sucked like hell. In the middle of it, Zoey had this Guru of Sex or something in her hands and she attracted attention so I was staring at it while she showed Ryhan. Then Melainne said I am very interested in it. Stupid girl. She is a little nuts in the head. And they asked Mr Tan to look at the book. The &lt;u&gt;SEX&lt;/u&gt; book. Then Mr Tan said some stuff and also told us not to have sex at such a young age and not be like his cousin who is 19 and have &lt;u&gt;two children&lt;/u&gt;. Its kinda funny. Recess was with 3C3, 3S1 and 3G3. Its like 2C3 last year! &lt;33 Then had A-math with the bald man. Its like whatever he taught in class never come out in the homework. But still must listen. And then went for Eileen Lin's class. Her class is quite "light" la. Then assembly. It was on VCIP. I am kinda interested in the Science Centre one. Returned to class and chatted with cranky Melainne about stupid and crappy stuff then had the mock exam. It was about biology and violence. We had the same paper as the Sec4s okay! Then had lunch with Kaiqi. Kaiqi don't wanna go for TAF but I went. Played Captain's Ball. Its kinda relaxing la. Not very stressful. Anyway, TAF ended at 5.15pm and while I was at the foyer, I finished my &lt;strong&gt;Bio Essay &lt;/strong&gt;and while I was talking to Miss Loo, Alcina and Rachel came so we sat at the foyer and talked. Rachel's mum came so she left. Then when badminton ended, Alcina left with Michelle and Hsun-I. Good thing is that Cherlyn was there and about 5 mins later Mummy came. Haha. Its already 6.40pm. Had beef kway teow at home. It was hot. So it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I typed such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;long&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116918658093702726?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116918658093702726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116918658093702726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116918658093702726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116918658093702726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-tiring-and-fun-at-same-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116861266607176234</id><published>2007-01-12T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:46:33.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparantly, I haven't on my tablet for recreational purposes (e.g. blogging, surfing the net) for a million years. Therefore I haven't blog for a long while. This is just to let you know that I am still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S3 is beginning to get nicer. Like I made some new friends. Mostly the 'guai-er' ones. And they are all really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still love C3! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about S3 is that the teachers go slower thus you understand the meaning. And the teachers always do a recap of the previous lesson before each lesson begin. And the students there are kinda "daring" so its like they will ask questions that are more personal and gossip is music to the ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not blog as frequently as before cos I decided to read up on each chapter before the teacher teach and every chapter is kinda long so don't mind me if the blog looks dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116861266607176234?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116861266607176234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116861266607176234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116861266607176234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116861266607176234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/apparantly-i-havent-on-my-tablet-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116826871549531751</id><published>2007-01-08T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:05:15.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is a bore nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do at home except watch TV, do homework, go on MLG, revise, chat on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;And my timetable sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I am a loner.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116826871549531751?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116826871549531751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116826871549531751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116826871549531751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116826871549531751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-is-bore-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116810478443874240</id><published>2007-01-07T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T01:33:04.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I only made one mistake. Where it said 'sex', I put 'not yet', instead of putting 'male'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True Confessions of Adrain Albert Mole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116810478443874240?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116810478443874240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116810478443874240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116810478443874240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116810478443874240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-only-made-one-mistake.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116783217448148030</id><published>2007-01-03T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:49:34.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate 3S3. Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;Its like everyone there is already a clinque. And all of them are so loud. I was really quiet okay. I just don't see the need to talk. Thus this allows me to actually listen in class. But its like I can't even listen. Imagine haing the teacher to stop whatever he is talking every 5 minutes to ask the class to keep quiet and pay attention. Thats being in S3 for you. Well, the advantage is that if you really do study, its easy and possible to get the top few in class. I am really beginning to study hard this year. Brenda as well. She being my partner is also my motivator. And I just don't fit into the class okay. All of them are super pro in sports. Kill me during NAPHA. 4 more years till I am able to forget about NAPHA. Anyway, there are 3 people who retained in our class and I don't know and don't wish to know them. I will stick to the guai and quiet people of the class. The only time when I can be myself and be loud and really joyful is during Chinese. I fit more into that environment. And its better to have a quiet class then a noisy class. Went to S1 in the morning and I loved it there. Some of my Besties are there and we can just have fun together. Well, but maybe if I am S1, I will be loud and all and not study and slack like when I am in Sec 1 and 2. So there are pros and cons. But the thing is that I don't like 3S3 and won't ever start to like. 2 more years till I can forget about the class. I kinda hate Crescent now because they should not group classes because of academics. Its like even though I am in S3, I have to go to different classes for my lessons. That means up down and up down. Why can't we be in the same class as in Sec 2, since we go to different lessons and have people taking different combinations even when we are being grouped up now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;3S3 sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116783217448148030?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116783217448148030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116783217448148030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116783217448148030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116783217448148030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-hate-3s3_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116783075179420430</id><published>2007-01-03T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:25:51.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate 3S3. Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;Its like everyone there is already a clinque. And all of them are so loud. I was really quiet okay. I just don't see the need to talk. Thus this allows me to actually listen in class. But its like I can't even listen. Imagine haing the teacher to stop whatever he is talking every 5 minutes to ask the class to keep quiet and pay attention. Thats being in S3 for you. Well, the advantage is that if you really do study, its easy and possible to get the top few in class. I am really beginning to study hard this year. Brenda as well. She being my partner is also my motivator. And I just don't fit into the class okay. All of them are super pro in sports. Kill me during NAPHA. 4 more years till I am able to forget about NAPHA. Anyway, there are 3 people who retained in our class and I don't know and don't wish to know them. I will stick to the guai and quiet people of the class. The only time when I can be myself and be loud and really joyful is during Chinese. I fit more into that environment. And its better to have a quiet class then a noisy class. Went to S1 in the morning and I loved it there. Some of my Besties are there and we can just have fun together. Well, but maybe if I am S1, I will be loud and all and not study and slack like when I am in Sec 1 and 2. So there are pros and cons. But the thing is that I don't like 3S3 and won't ever start to like. 2 more years till I can forget about the class. I kinda hate Crescent now because they should not group classes because of academics. Its like even though I am in S3, I have to go to different classes for my lessons. That means up down and up down. Why can't we be in the same class as in Sec 2, since we go to different lessons and have people taking different combinations even when we are being grouped up now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;3S3 sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116783075179420430?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116783075179420430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116783075179420430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116783075179420430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116783075179420430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-hate-3s3.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116763095926910771</id><published>2007-01-01T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T13:55:59.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, I spent my New Year at Sherryn's place. I went to her house yesterday at around 4pm and we ate some macaroni. Then we just slacked, watching movie while waiting for her sister's friends. At around 7, her sister's friend came and we had dinner. Lots of food for dinner okay! There was seafood and chicken pizza, shrimp cocktail salad, salad, macaroni, chicken drumlets, sausages, chicken pieces, bee hoon and kiwi! Ate till I was super full and we stoned in front of the TV. Sherryn and I then went into her room and played Monopoly. Well, Powerpuff Girls Monopoly to be exact. At 11pm, we went out to watch the countdown. So its like everybody was 'one and only'. E.g. Lets welcome the one and only ______ (Fill in name). Then all four of us headed to the bedroom and played the normal monopoly. Played till 2am and fell asleep. I was the last to wake up! I woke up at 10.35am. Paiseh. Took 198 home after brekkie. Fun way to start the new year! Thank you Sherryn! &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116763095926910771?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116763095926910771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116763095926910771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116763095926910771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116763095926910771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year-anway-i-spent-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116747761754218297</id><published>2006-12-30T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T19:20:17.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img226.imageshack.us/img226/7563/chocoscopeslgps1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda true. I like expensive chocolates no matter what brand but I love my m&amp;amp;ms, snickers and mars too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116747761754218297?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116747761754218297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116747761754218297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116747761754218297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116747761754218297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-kinda-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116746076032719785</id><published>2006-12-30T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T14:39:20.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparantly its 602's class gathering yesterday. And the whole day can be summed up with one word: boring. We met at 1.30pm at HabourFront MRT and went to Sentosa at 2pm. Wanted to take the luge at first but the guys don't want to so we went to Silosa Beach. Then they said Palawan Beach was cleaner. Well, the beach is cleaner but the water is the same. I ended up looking after the bags and feeling bored and calling Shi Han cos apparantly Alcina's phone is spoilt and I can't talk to her. So the girls went to find if there are FBTs for sale in the middle of Sentosa while the guys went to the food court, leaving me and their bags with dear Shi Han on the phone. I could have stolen their money, but being the nice me, I didn't. Then they wanted to go to Cinemania. So we walked this stupid jungle trail and Jia Yi was screaming really loudly and the guys were cursing and I was desperately tring to climb and when we reached and saw light, they said its the wrong place. So we took the shuttle bus to the correct place. The girls and some of the guys went to watch the 4D movie while the rest went to feed peacocks with popcorn. And I sat at the other table, pretending I don't know them and read my book. They came out and they said Jia Yi was screaming really loudly, so thank goodness I didn't went in. Juin Jia and Jun Yan were holding hands and Jia Yi was freaking out and kept saying "Oh my God!" but everyone ignores her. Got back to Habourfront and the moral of the story is not go to Sentosa for class gathering when Vivo is just so close to it and please don't trust Xiu Xiu with her directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116746076032719785?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116746076032719785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116746076032719785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116746076032719785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116746076032719785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2006/12/apparantly-its-602s-class-gathering.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116736614879960463</id><published>2006-12-29T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T12:22:28.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is screwy. Can't put hyphens in front and I have to use the old blogger which means I will lose all my archives. Suck like hell man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was my birthday and birthday means pictures so await the pictures galore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presents!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 202px" height="471" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l202/clickorigin/IMG_2188.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;u&gt;Mummy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="158" src="http://img72.imageshack.us/img72/8447/img2189lh2.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;u&gt;Sherryn&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Sophie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 178px" height="172" src="http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/5475/img2191zo0.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;u&gt;Ching Han&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="210" src="http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/5003/img2229ci5.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its supposed to be pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 190px" height="220" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/9811/img2230ru3.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hairband and the tee from &lt;u&gt;Jia Rong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="185" src="http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/7262/img2231nj9.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;u&gt;Zi Song&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also Ang Baos from &lt;u&gt;Er Yi&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;San Yi&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Waipo&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="175" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/6388/img2192vl4.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="202" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/6444/img2193il2.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 257px; HEIGHT: 201px" height="163" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/1713/img2194rs9.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 194px" height="184" src="http://img72.imageshack.us/img72/305/img2196yw0.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="194" src="http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/886/img2198oz1.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="195" src="http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/4558/img2199ib1.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 269px; HEIGHT: 212px" height="194" src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/5407/img2201fy4.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="220" src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/2817/img2202ic3.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 201px" height="201" src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/1128/img2204yt0.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="196" src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/3141/img2210ju5.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 216px" height="229" src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/4248/img2214dk9.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="211" src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/6194/img2217bl0.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually there was more food but because I was so busy eating my fill, I didn't take pictures until I was full and had nothing to do. So all the pictures of food are not the food we had when we just started eating. Missed out on quite alot tho. Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 190px" height="181" src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/1103/img2200ex9.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="183" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/3335/img2195qw0.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 205px" height="196" src="http://img72.imageshack.us/img72/5391/img2197od4.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="209" src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/6454/img2211pu0.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="213" src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/5507/img2213py7.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; HEIGHT: 201px" height="188" src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/9895/img2222ao7.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Others!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 202px" height="213" src="http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/4950/img2215tb9.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 269px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="219" src="http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/3986/img2216or8.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 196px" height="220" src="http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/421/img2218mg7.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="201" src="http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/1701/img2227ok3.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="212" src="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/2103/img2228qy4.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And thats all! It was kinda fun and I was so full I can't sleep. And the presents are all awesome! So thank you everybody! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116736614879960463?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116736614879960463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116736614879960463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116736614879960463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116736614879960463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogger-is-screwy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116732598593020317</id><published>2006-12-29T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:13:05.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116732598593020317?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116732598593020317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116732598593020317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116732598593020317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116732598593020317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2006/12/test.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116904325928399835</id><published>2006-03-27T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:22:25.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so damn busy these weekend... saturday, wushu performance, and then sunday wushu exam and wushu class.. so its like 3 events in a row, so my counsin, hw and my wushu uniform is like really smelly, cos we didnt wash it XD some pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/1600/me%20and%20waimeng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/me%20and%20waimeng.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waimeng and me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my best frens in the class (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/1600/terence%20and%20bryan.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="225" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/terence%20and%20bryan.0.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/1600/wai%20meng%20and%20hongwei.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/wai%20meng%20and%20hongwei.0.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of them are so cute...             wai meng and hong wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/1600/wai%20meng%20and%20jia%20rong.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" height="286" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/wai%20meng%20and%20jia%20rong.0.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wai meng and jiarong&lt;br /&gt;and hongwei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/1600/wai%20meng.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/wai%20meng.0.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wai meng &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/1600/the%20very%20cute%20terence.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/the%20very%20cute%20terence.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terence is so cute!! beware though -  he is CRAZY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/1600/the%20boys.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/the%20boys.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tack meng, hongwei and bryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116904325928399835?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116904325928399835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116904325928399835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116904325928399835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116904325928399835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-damn-busy-these-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116904357259612080</id><published>2006-03-25T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:19:32.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sports day today.. i guess evryone had a great time.. well i had a WHALE of a time (: haha... keller whale!! i like keller now.. and curie... so nicee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took quite a few pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/bronte%20march%20pass.jpg" border="0" /&gt; bronte march pass&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/donno%20was%20teacher.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; donno wad teacher&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/curie%20cheering.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;curians cheering&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/judges%20and%20emcees.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the emcees and some random teachers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/keller%20march%20pass%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keller march pass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/miss%20chan%20with%20umbrella.jpg" border="0" /&gt; miss chan with umbrella in th middle of nowhere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1942/2027/320/pankhurst%20cheering.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;pankhurst cheering their hearts out.. it was sooooo loud la..........................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my mum is naggin me to go to slp.. shall post more pics tmr.... tata for now(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116904357259612080?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116904357259612080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116904357259612080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116904357259612080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116904357259612080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2006/03/sports-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116904401392820164</id><published>2006-03-18T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:26:53.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am only blogging this becasue melissa says i should and i really want to warn you all... i was reading sherryn's blog and after reading, i decided to press "next blog".. turns out to be quite a nice blog... with photographs and everything... so i decided to try my luck and press "next blog" again.. this time, its those blog that have no layout or whatsoever, so i pressed "next blog" again.. this time, its a po.rn blog.. there are pictures.. of a girl sucking the guy's p.enis... pictures of the girls n.aked, pictures of a couple having s.ex and two girls batheing together and a girl kiss.ing, no snogg.ing another girl.. its really gross and its not masked.. i was really traumatized and grossed out.. i know i make myself as this por.n girl, who wants to watch R21 movies on my 21st bdae.. but this is different... after i saw that, i scrolled down la.. i shouldnt... and then i couldnt take it anymore, cos i want to see how gross is it and ya.. and then i flag the blog and close all my windows and went to pang sai.. i donno why after i saw the pics, i wan to pang sai and felt vomit in my throat... its so gross... so.. i am jus telling u all that the net is really dangerous and then there is always a chance u will be like me, goin onto a porn blog accidentally... so ya... be careful..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116904401392820164?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116904401392820164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116904411948468593</id><published>2006-03-16T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:28:39.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one of my longest post ever - 703words!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKYPE IS SCARY!!&lt;br /&gt;especially at night... a goddamn many MALES will add you.. and they are GROSS GROSS GROSS GROSS GROSS!!! blocked like 5 ppl liao... and jus now.. a guy - i donno who and donno why i havr his email add chatted with me and said i am sexy (although i didnt put any dp of myslef) and asked for my pic... i asked him wtf and i wont show it to hime if i have and he say he show me his penis!!! he put his penis as his dp.. and i told him to fuck off and i blocked him!! so.. now u wonder why men are a disgusting lot of creatures but u still love them like there is no tmr.. ask any girl on the street and they will always give you their criteria for a bf.. if all that ppl who chatted with me has a gf.. wth is this world coming to??!! when walking to the mrt at J8, i saw two girls linking hand... and the short one, went to open the mouth and "bite" the tall one's shoulder, and then close her mouth and kiss the shoulder... i mean lesbians are ppl who don't like men right?? i understand why... i am vexing whether or not i am gg to delete my skype.. but skype is for me to chat with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, not some random strangers who show you their penises and ask you to be their gf when theyh haven't even met you... maybe lesbians are girls who are traumatised by guys like this on the net... although this is a free country, internet sex is like eww.. i know there are ppl who find their other half through the internet, but that is a minority... if those males seeking for a gf are as good as they seem, why do they still need to find a gf on the net?? alot of girls look at appearances for bf, but alot of woman look for ur inner self.. if u claim to be perfect on the net.. with appearances and have  a good criminal record and is jus a wonderful man, you do not have to find a gf on the net, girls AND woman will be attracted to you like bees attracted to honey... a guy on the net even ask me whether i want to 'play' with him.. and when i say NO!!!!!!!!!! he didnt continue the chat anymore... no matter how good you were at the beggining of the chat, asking me out and asking questions like that is a complete turn off... a guy in Egypt even ask me out... this is hilarious - i know... guys searching for "activity" partners don't have brains... and they always ask for your pic... even if i feel comfortable talking to you, i won't give it to you.. cos wth do you wan my pic for?? i know some girls actualy enjoys IRC and loves it when they are having some "activity" on the net... but i think its a complete turn off and you &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;only know the character of a person if you have seen him in real life and  have chatted with him without him asking you stupid questions... even if you are a 50 yr old who have never ever date before and is yearning for internet sex and is thick skinned enough to send the other party a picture of a supermodel or some big boob slut, its your choice for being so desperate... they say God make all man equal... if so, why are some rich, and some poor, some born with a silver spoon and some born with no spoon..? desperate woman like the above mention &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;don't&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;deserve to have a bf or another half.. can't they jus let nature take its course?? why do they have to man zu someone's request by being someone who is half their age on the net?? i mean if there are 50 yr old i never date before woman, there MUST be 50 yr old i never date before man... sigh... what is this world coming to??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116904411948468593?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116904411948468593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116904411948468593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116904411948468593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116904411948468593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-of-my-longest-post-ever-703words.html' title=''/><author><name>Sim Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17914421515444312106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38418776.post-116904293026526556</id><published>2006-01-04T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:08:50.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok... so today is the first day of school.. i wasnt really anticipating it, but it was quite fun la... we switched places first thing, and i landed with hsun i, was actually hoping to sit with rachel, but nvm, she is sitting behind me with kaiqi, so the three of us are very high... and then we went to see our juniors... i actually like celest, she is like, very cute, but, she looks very snobbish, s if she have attitude problems la... so i decided either to take audrey, or another girl, donno wats her name as my mortal.... rachel and i went to macs for lunch, and we came back to watch our juniors practise their cheers..ok.. they are really soft, like us last time... sonno why, but c2 is always very loud....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116904293026526556?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116904293026526556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116904293026526556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116904293026526556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38418776/posts/default/116904293026526556'/><link 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new year resolution is to work really hard this year... i dont think this year's resolution is coming true though.... anyway, this few days i realise i quite like doing my hw, cos i like the sense of accomplishment when i completed my homework... i came up with a theory, saying that, when work and study really hard, you will enjoy the time when you have fun or play more... ok.. all work and no action la... typical me... haha.... its only the first day of new year and i am reconstructing my resolution to suit me, so i can fufil it.. haha.. like: watch more movies, go out more, or smthg like that la.... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116904260512152998?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116904260512152998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BELATED BDAE TO ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;ya... today, we went to sch to buy books and upload the digital txtbks... then i went to jurong point and have my haircut at SANDSTORM BY MONSOON cost me 19.90.... then we went shopping and have dinner at seoul garden.. the fod there was ultra nice la... ok.. so we bought a tiramisu cake from breadtalk which totally suck... it should be called cream cake instead of tiramisu!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38418776-116904250200585076?l=-you-myrocker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-you-myrocker.blogspot.com/feeds/116904250200585076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38418776&amp;postID=116904250200585076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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